Too much craziness and now, finally, the sweet relief of a weekend involving movies smart and dumb. As you may have noticed, I have a post-Marty glow. (Thanks.) It happens when you become the target of Scorsese’s gigantic cinematic insight. Our chat—which is very inspirational—is here. Go check out The Red Shoes at Film Forum. While I can’t fully recommend Richard Kelly’s The Box (”It’s better than Southland Tales” ain’t going on any movie posters), I do love our fun list of Team Film’s creepiest cinematic boxes. Oh, we remembered all of them. Finally, see that eerie image above? It’s from the Swedish silent film Häxan: Witchcraft Through the Ages, which plays at MoMA this Sunday at 2:30pm with live musical accompaniment by the Matti Bye Ensemble. They have a restored print as part of their “To Save and Project” series. It’s scary, ridiculous and totally worth your time.

Do you think it’s fuckin’ funny that Martin Scorsese’s gangster-film classic is almost 20 years old? Nearly everything in this Hollywood retelling of the rise and fall of mobster Henry Hill (Ray Liotta) is memorable, from Joe Pesci’s psychotic Tommy DeVito to a penultimate shot that cribs astonishingly from “The Great Train Robbery” (1903). As far back as we can remember (and as far forward as we can conceive), this is and will always be one of Scorsese’s best. You can catch it today at 4pm at the Musuem of Modern Art.